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Chapter 88: Interrogation

Author: Aria Starweaver
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-26 18:15:43

~Ioana~

The air in the hall was tense, tiny sparks of electricity danced on my arm, erecting the hairs.

I leaned back, one leg crossed over the other, softly bobbing to a rhythm only I could hear, jaw bent to the side, resting on a propped arm.

I swept over the four people beneath me.

It was tense.

But not for me.

Without words, I pointed to the shivering person behind, waving him over.

His face paled, competing with the white marble flooring. He snuck a glance behind him and to the bigger official by his side, then took a nervous step forward.

I leaned forward and asked, "You said the jewellery was missing?"

He nodded rapidly. "Y-yes, y-your Majesty," he spoke with stutters lodged in between his words.

"Who was the person that saw it last?" This time my words weren’t to him alone. I stared at the brown-haired official of higher rank.

"Was it me?" he said, then shook his head. "No, it wasn’t. It was him." He pointed at the smaller official. "It was given to him to keep."

"Sir!" the sm
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